Monday, March 7, 2011

and she bore honey flaxen hair




born audacious,  a wild, whimsical
child,  a kin to the summer's sultry wind
and she bore sweet flaxen hair

springtime curtsied to her beauty,
as she danced along with summer's sin
and cried out at the dying of the each autumn
a child given to summers without end
and she bore honey flaxen hair

she cursed the cold face of winter
prayed spring "do come again"
and she danced straight into summer
tasting of all its enticing sin, its fruits
of lovers and of liers, of wines
warmth, so too its bitterest blend
and she lit the candles higher
as she bore sweet honey flaxen hair

and many a man would love her
but no man, her heart could they ever win
for she bore sweet flaxen hair
and married the summer's sultry wind

and beauty bowed to her presence
to her wistful,  her wild ways
for she vowed her heart to summer
and to its wind for all her days
and many a man would love her
but no man, her heart could they ever win

for she was born a child of summer
and bore its sweet honey flaxen hair
and she vowed her heart to summer
bearing its honey flaxen hair

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011

Posted for One Shot Wednesday: Where Poets, Writers and Artists meet

Since it is Woman's Day...I will dedicate this piece to my wild child with Flaxen Hair -
my beautiful summer daughter



49 comments:

  1. Sounds like a song.

    Are you sure that's not Hedgewitch? ;-)

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  2. I agree with Fireblossom...I heard the music...especially the chorus! Beautiful work!

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  3. Love the freedom of that hair...
    And the looking forward to the summer when she... will show off all her POWER
    Great ... eencouraging read, Bkm

    Thanks for sharing
    happy Women's Day

    :)
    Dulce

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  4. From the first line, I wanted to add music to this

    "...and many a man would love her
    but no man, her heart could they ever win
    for she was born a child of summer.."

    This whole poem emotes the picture I have of your inner self, bkm, 'believer in chaos'...

    Beautiful Woman's Day tribute. Wonder, is there a 'Man's Day'? C'mon, don't say EVERY day is man's Day--grin! It just ain't so!

    A Hug! and PEACE!

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  5. oh i love this..can see her dancing...dreamy...wild...hair swaying...crying..love the..dying of the each autumn...love it

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  6. smiles. what a delightful tune you have played for us today bk...happy womans day...your details create quite the image...

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  7. Yes and yes and yes! Man I like this poem. This is a contemporary Artemis and Venus, wholly nature's, virginal in the way of spring and profligate of passion in the way of the greenwood marriage, endless couplings with the Green Man behind the mask of every human man. I love it how this figure rages at death and winter in equal measure to her devotion to the sun and fair days. This is one figure whose Yes is nose to toes. Easy, for a goddess. Fierce and brave, for a woman. Because there is such a cost.- Brendan

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  8. Lovely! What a delightful song and the imagery is so beautiful and light...like summer evenings
    Cheers
    Padmavani

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  9. Oh Steve...I would love to write music to this piece...with your talent it would a beautiful piece.....

    And thank one and all...thoughts of my daughter did inspire this writing....she is an amazing young woman...bkm

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  10. Happy Woman's Day! This is so lyrical and inspired!

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  11. That is a beautiful piece of writing! I,too, could hear it set to music. Just lovely.

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  12. hmm. loved this! Thank you. And your daughter with her hat is so VOGUE! I need to come back when I have more time and catch the story to your last two magpies!

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  13. "springtime curtsied" loved this Barbara

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  14. I have a memory attached to the word 'flaxen' a great word - in HS - freshman English comp, I used that word in a description of the protagonist and lost points because I did not describe the length and color of the hair - I balked and lost all respect for that teacher and consequently high school English classes as well.

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  15. Oh Jhon, I never liked them either...most had a lot to be desired..it was their way or no way...that is why I decided I like my way....you appear to be the same...I do love the word too...it sounds so...Celtic..to me...bkm

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  16. Those lines are more like lyrics. Beautiful.

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  17. I love this. I agree with Fireblossom. This reads like a song of old. Beautiful, with so many beautiful images.

    I love these lines:

    "she cursed the cold face of winter
    prayed spring "do come again"
    and she danced straight into summer..."

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  18. beautiful poem/song... Loved every bit of it :)

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  19. Gorgeous poem ~ I could feel it sing to me : )

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  20. the joy of a summer's child, you have captured it well.

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  21. What a wonderful, spellbinding song in honor of not just your daughter, but to all the beautiful goddesses who have been forgotten too long. A proclamation of beauty, of strength, of independance, of love! I am never disappointed by your words. You are a poetry goddess, and a happy goddess day to you and yours :)

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  22. gosh, I want that hair...words are floaty, born a child of summer...freedom winds blow, and catches that flaxen hair!

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  23. Effective interplay of picture and words, with a tale in the weaving. Good piece.

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  24. Beautiful poem for a beautiful girl!

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  25. The lovesong honoring your daughter is very lovely and I can relate to loving the summer season with all the beauty leading up to it and sadness as autumn leads into cold, harsh winter

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  26. springtime curtsied to her beauty,
    as she danced along with summer's sin

    This is absolutely beautiful, a song, a ballad...begging for a guitar melody. Your words are alive and free-spirited as a summer breeze...Always good poetry from you and this is certainly no exception!

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  27. Barb, beautiful piece. I love the refrain.
    Happy Woman's Day to you! Your daughter is
    gorgeous.

    Pamela

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  28. This was really lovely. She is content to roam and ride the seasonal waves, choosing her own lot. Always enjoy coming over to visit :)

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  29. It seems to me you keep taking more artistic risks with your poetry, and sometimes that can backfire, but I think you're in "the zone" of late. Lovely poem befitting the subject.

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  30. A lovely song to your daughter, and I must say, I really can identify with it myself, every line. Thank you for giving the free spirits such a generous and understanding helping of praise. We flaxen haired wenches of an endless summer are often misunderstood.;_) Your daughter is lucky to have such a loving and gifted parent.

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  31. So expressive...and I'd love to brush that hair!

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  32. Gorgeous, musical -I was in love with it *before* I saw the dedication, but that just added such a sweet touch.

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  33. Thank you all...I would love someone to write a celtic tune for this...maybe I will find someone someday...bkm

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  34. Lovely tribute for Woman Day! I appreciate your visit & your encouraging words. ♥ ஆεlεɳa ~.^

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  35. Oh this is so beautiful that I'd take it for my own song as I'm a July child but having spent most of the summers of my life in Texas...I really haven't had a love affair with that season. No it's spring or autumn somewhere and that's where I'd rather be. But in my heart I'll remember this ode to a gentler summer and your beautiful daughter. Thank you, Gay

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  36. Your daughter is oh so beautiful!

    I enjoyed reading this flowing verse Barb :)
    Honey flaxen hair.. It's touched a cord in my heart.. very beautifully written.

    A great life song- I say
    Hugs xxx

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  37. I love this. Nice way to celebrate woman. Your daughter is beautiful.

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  38. What a gorgeous poem ~ Happy Women's Day!

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  39. another wonderful write...you never fail to disappoint..pete

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  40. I'm such a sucker for poems including long hair.

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  41. it is funny that you wrote this with your daughter in mind because as I read the begining I thought, "this is my little girl" ...until I got to the third stanza about the sin and the wine (because my baby is only 5 years old :)

    She does want to let her hair grow as long as the woman in your photo ("like Rapunzel's hair" she always says.)

    This is a lovely, lyrical poem. It sounds like something that would have been written in the 60's - like a classic love war, not peace flower power type of song. I mean that as a compliment, btw. It is truly beautiful.

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  42. You are right Sheila, that was the 70's I lived in..so glad I was not born eariler...bkm

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  43. so lovely a write! I agree with it's musical effects it does seem song-like :)wonderful work as always! :) ~April

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  44. It is like a song, or a psalm. Lovely.

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  45. Oh.. I smelt the summer airs with this one, Barbara... refreshing!!
    And what a lovely ode to your beautiful daughter... she must LOVE it!!
    You have such a beautiful way with words, my dear... and the perfect word for each emotion.. that's amazing!!
    Hats off to you!

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  46. This is lovely. Beautiful work.

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  47. Dear BKM

    So musical and so flowing with the songs of spring time.. I liked the way you played her out in the open for summer time... I enjoyed it so much...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/03/whispers-memories-from-living.html
    At Twitter @VerseEveryDay

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